I am at the same room under the same roof but I can't recognize a thing and I ask if it matters because I think I am at the point where I am lost like something's ending and everything is now swirling around like thick smoke blocking
vision choking
words numbing
heart restless
spirit aimlessly
searching for home.
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There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered.
- Nelson Mandela
10 comments:
uyyy di pa ba tapos 48 hours? :-(
kuya?
musta ka na ha?
ingats palagi=)
This is beautiful, Mak.
im also searching for home... *sniffs*
@jbinx: Ikaw kasi.
@my-so-called quest: Oks lang ako Doc. :) Sorry naman kung di tayo nakakapag-usap lately.
@thesunbakedking: Hey, thanks. :) That's a lot coming from you. :P
@joshmarie: Aw. I hope we find our respective homes.
stuck in a quarter-life crisis, huh? Hahaha
@goodboi: Maybe. :-)
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